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Jun. 27th, 2017 11:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Chirrut is moving more cautiously today. The room's furniture has changed dramatically, and seems to still be changing. The safe plan for today would be to have a rat deliver food and tea somewhere less... mobile, and relax.
But.
Chirrut has never been a huge fan of the safe road.
He makes his way to the Bar carefully, and leans his staff against the Bar as he takes a seat.
Surprisingly, what appears under his hands isn't Bar's usual napkin, or simply a mug of tea, but a datapad, much like his translator upstairs. He reads, his frown of concentration turning in to a smirk as he learns what is going on, and that there will be choices. A robot, one that sounds much like K2SO that was. A woman, which briefly tempts him if only to find out what Baze's reaction would be. The third option, a lothcat, also tempts him... for much the same reasons.
The fourth makes him pause. He sits, tracing the raised letters, over and over again, thoughtfully.
(OOC note: Baze may bounce into any and all threads! :D)
Tinytag: Chirrut Imwe
But.
Chirrut has never been a huge fan of the safe road.
He makes his way to the Bar carefully, and leans his staff against the Bar as he takes a seat.
Surprisingly, what appears under his hands isn't Bar's usual napkin, or simply a mug of tea, but a datapad, much like his translator upstairs. He reads, his frown of concentration turning in to a smirk as he learns what is going on, and that there will be choices. A robot, one that sounds much like K2SO that was. A woman, which briefly tempts him if only to find out what Baze's reaction would be. The third option, a lothcat, also tempts him... for much the same reasons.
The fourth makes him pause. He sits, tracing the raised letters, over and over again, thoughtfully.
(OOC note: Baze may bounce into any and all threads! :D)
Tinytag: Chirrut Imwe